So, I get up to weigh this morning, thinking I'm good, I've got this... I get on the wii scale, and that little ass groans. This is not going to be a good morning... the wii measures my balance and I'm all good there, then it tells me my weight.... I wanted to cry.... 143.... so I gained... I thought that can't be rite... so i went in and used the restroom, and came back.... thought light and airy thoughts, and it said i weighed 142.5, so I'm goin' with that. I gained a pound an a half. I'm sad, I'm frustrated, and I want to go eat something horrible for me..... well actually I don't. My mom made these cinnamon coffee cake muffins and sent some home with me, I ate a half of one and though, what the heck am I doing???? I want to create a calorie deficit, not eat worse stuff... so half way through this decedent yummy concoction, i put it down, I'm going to go have toast and fruit. That will serve me better. I need to work hard this week to get rid of this 2.5 lbs... everyone always has some hump that they just can't get over....mine is 140 I guess.
Gosh, what an awful way to start my day, I'm depressed... find me an elliptical girls and put on lady gaga or something, I'm going to burn some major calories today!!!!